Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

"And you."

Zhuo Bufan turned his head to look at Young Master Wu with murderous intent.

Young Master Wu saw Zhuo Bufan's eyes, and his face showed a terrifying expression. Zhuo Bufan's strength was too strong, beyond his imagination. He didn't understand why Zhuo Bufan was like an old monster when he was only in his teens. general strength.

Zhuo Bufan split the Great Guardian of the Black Witch Cult in two with a single sword, and the warriors around were all shocked.

That was a master of magic who thought he had truly entered the Tao. Moreover, he had been famous for decades, and his savings and background were not comparable to that of ordinary people. He died like this.

Both Huang Qiyuan and the old man in the long gown shrank their necks, feeling a chill.

Wei Zhongxian and Zhang Yuxuan were so shocked that they didn't know what expressions they should have, they just looked at everything in front of them bewilderedly.

The live broadcast room also exploded instantly.

"Is this the true strength of Shadow Killer? Killing the elder of the Black Witch Cult with a single sword, that is a big devil."

"I seem to have heard from my master that the great protector of the Black Witch Sect said that he massacred nearly a hundred people in a village in order to practice a kind of magic art, and he was also wanted by the Long Country Security Bureau."

"Is that the shadow killer's sword? It looks like a good thing, I don't know how he got it."

Many people were shocked that Zhuo Bufan beheaded the chief protector of the Black Witch Sect with a single sword, while others discussed the Ice Emperor Rain Sword in Zhuo Bufan's hands. Anyone who is not a fool knows that it is a treasure.

"If you give me that sword, maybe I'll be able to fight the Grandmaster."

"This Shadow Killer is full of treasures, I don't know where he got them!"

The moment Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, he slashed towards Young Master Wu with a sword. The sharp sword glow spanned tens of meters away, and everything in its way was cut in two.

At this critical moment, Young Master Wu suddenly took out a black copper bell, filled with various ancient spells, shook it, and immediately emitted a gray ripple of energy, which actually blocked the sword light , the two forces resist in the air to form nothingness.

Zhuo Bufan was not surprised, and he never thought that he could kill Young Master Wu with a single sword. These powerful forces have hundreds of years of inheritance. It is not difficult to search for treasures in the world and refine a few top-grade magic weapons. It is also the background of a sect.

"A sixth-grade magic weapon."

Zhuo Bufan glanced at the brass bell in Young Master Wu's hand. It was a black lump with a simple and simple shape, but it carried a few strong resentments, death and evil spirits. It must be a treasure that was sacrificed for decades. .

If it is simply calculated based on the level of the magic weapon, the copper bell in the opponent's hand is almost the same as the Ice Emperor Rain Sword.

However, the Ice Emperor Rain Sword was forged and tempered by Zhuo Bufan himself. It was engraved with the Ice Art and was washed by Lei Zhen. The most important thing is the soul of the dragon fish in the Ice Emperor Rain Sword. There is a huge gap between the two.

What's more, the Ice Emperor Rain Sword still has room for promotion, it can become a treasure, or even a spiritual weapon. And the brass bell in Young Master Wu's hand had obviously reached its limit, and he couldn't continue to exercise.

"Young Master Wei, Young Master Ning, do you want to fight him after I die?" Young Master Wu frowned and said loudly.

The Hehuan Sect and the Qinglong Gang are both local forces, while the Black Witch Cult is in the Northwest. Wei Zeyu and Ning Ting are planning to wait for Zhuo Bufan and Wu Shao to fight to the death, it is best to kill Wu Shao, so that the treasure on Zhuo Bufan's body Only they are left to divide.

But now the eyes of both of them have a little more fear, Zhuo Bufan's strength is too strong, if Wu Shao dies, they will lose a bit of strength.

Wei Zeyu clenched his fists, the corners of his mouth curled up and said, "Young Master Wu, we are all on the same front, how could I do such a thing."

Ning Ting suddenly grabbed two beautiful women wearing tulle long skirts and barefoot. The two women's fair skin was light pink, and they seemed to be very comfortable, but the vitality of the two was flowing towards Ning Teng gathered together and left.

"The way of dual cultivation?" Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly. Double cultivation is a common thing in the cultivation world. Female monks and male monks combine together to increase their skills, but some of them have developed some kind of evil method. During double cultivation, the man absorbs the essence of the woman's body to enhance his own strength, but the woman Then it becomes a cauldron for cultivation, and

Die with more and more absorption times.

At this time, the two women who were enjoying themselves suddenly showed pain on their faces.

Ning Ting didn't stop, but absorbed the energy from the two women's bodies very freely. The two women's bodies shriveled up and turned into dry people in an instant, leaving only a skinny body lying on the ground.

Ning Ting didn't even look at the two of them, but instead had a wicked smile on his face, feeling that he had a stronger power.

"Uncle... so... so cruel." Zhang Yuxuan was so frightened that goosebumps jumped out of her whole body, her pretty face turned pale.

Wei Zhongkui was able to get to where he is today, he did not know how many people he had killed, but at this moment he also felt terrified.

The Hehuan Sect is frightening. Apart from their powerful influence, it is these weird exercises that make people hard to guard against.

Many warriors present showed a trace of hatred, but no one had the courage to speak, and no one dared to challenge the majesty of the Hehuan Sect.

After absorbing the power of the two women, Zhuo Bufan found that Ning Ting's strength had actually reached the fourth floor of the foundation building, just like Zhuo Bufan.

Young Master Wu was holding the copper bell, Wei Zeyu's whole body exuded a piercing light, and Ning Ting's left and right hands condensed into a stream of energy.

The three attacked at the same time, Wei Zeyu clenched his fists and came in a beam of light.

Young Master Wu held the copper bell and shook it. In an instant, countless resentful ghosts came out of the copper bell, covering the sky and covering the sky. The sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves could be heard throughout the world. Even the sun seemed to be covered, forming a dark space.

Ning Ting squeezed the jue, and the two horses came like a rainbow, full of murderous intent.

Whether it was the warriors at the scene or the people watching the live broadcast on the underground forums, they all held their breath, watching this shocking battle.

Everyone only knows that Shadow Killer is very strong, but hearing a thousand words and ten thousand words is far less shocking than seeing it with one's own eyes.

"If you want to fight, I will fight!"

As Zhuo Bufan said, he squeezed his fist and punched out like flowing gold. The fist hit Wei Zeyu's body brightly and directly.

"Huh."

Zhuo Bufan let out a sound of suspicion.

Even a grandmaster in the middle stage of his fist would be blown out of his internal organs, but Wei Zeyu only suffered minor injuries after being hit a few times.

After a closer look, Zhuo Bufan realized that Wei Zeyu was actually wearing a soft armor in addition to the suit outside, and most of the strength of his fist was offset.

But now Zhuo Bufan didn't have time to think, Ning Ting's two horses had already arrived beside him, and there were countless ghosts harassing him with hideous faces around him.

"Fire of Earth's Yin!" Zhuo Bufan squeezed a tactic with one hand, and eight fire snakes appeared around him, surrounding Zhuo Bufan, those ghosts were blocked outside, showing fear and howling.

At the same time, Zhuo Bufan slashed out with a sword light, breaking the horse that Ning Ting swung over.

At this time, it was close to nine o'clock, after the sea of ​​clouds churned and slowly dispersed, a beam of sunlight hit Zhuo Bufan's body. "Secret opened?"